androxaA mixture of art in all its forms and random grabs from life and whatever else bubbles up….

Heart

She’s My Angel She’s that smile that I need when I’ve had a crummy day. She’s that rainbow of color when my world has turned gray. She’s that shoulder I need when I’m up against the ropes. She’s the one that I turn to when I need that ray of hope.

She’s the candle’s flicker in a room otherwise dark. She’s lit my soul on fire for her from the very start. She’s the one I feel at peace with when I’m laying in her arms. She’s the one who captivates me with all her witty charm.

She’s everything I want and everything I need She’s every single love song and in every book I read. Every minute we share together is a minute I’ll always hold tight. She’s my angel in the morning, afternoon, and night.

She’s not perfect, but to me she’s pretty close. She’s quick to give an attitude adjustment right when I need it the most. She’s that star in the sky that is shinning brighter than the rest. She’s that one ounce of encouragement I need to do my very best.

She’s the one who knows me better than anyone else ever could. She’s the one who loves me even more than she probably should. She’s got a way of touching my heart like nobody else knows. She’s the woman I love from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

She’s everything I want and everything I need She’s every single love song and in every book I read. Every minute we share together is a minute I’ll always hold tight. She’s my angel in the morning, afternoon, and night.

She’s a red sports car, in the summer, running ninety. She’s forever the one I always want beside me. She’s all the words I do not say because the words do not come fast enough. She’s soft, sweet, kind, and sincere, but at times can be very tough.

She’s the most expensive, most precious, priceless work of art. She’s the one, I swear, I’ll never let go of until death do us part. She’s absolutely, positively, no doubt about it, my angel from above. She’s the reason I write this poem to try and express my love.

She’s everything I want and everything I need She’s every single love song and in every book I read. Every minute we share together is a minute I’ll always hold tight. She’s my angel in the morning, afternoon, and night.

Rate this:

Our lives are shaped by those who love us as well as those who refuse to love us So there is only one fruit of the Spirit.

That fruit is love.

Love has to spring spontaneously from within And it is no way amenable to any form of inner or outer force. Love and coercion can never go together; But though love cannot be forced on anyone, It can be awakened in him through love itself. Love is essentially self communicative; Those who do not have it catch it from those who have it. True love is unconquerable and irresistible, And it goes on gathering power and spreading itself, Until eventually it transforms everyone whom it touches….

Rate this:

Try for a moment to imagine a personal world drained of emotion, a world where perspective disappears. Where strangers, friends, family, and lovers are all held in similar affection, where the events of the day have no obvious priority. There is no guide to deciding which task is most important, which dress to wear, what food to eat. Life is without meaning and with meaning has gone motivation. This colorless state of being—the very antithesis of the emotional outpouring experienced in grief—is exactly what happens to some victims of severe melancholic depression. Emotion drains away to be replaced by a visceral void.

When Darkness Falls
One large dark cloud in the sky
It can’t touch me from so high
Suddenly there is a crash
Then lightening begins to flash

Howling winds whip all around
I search for shelter but none is found
Running, unable to escape
Darkness covers me like a cape

Bullets of rain pelt my skin
I am cold from deep within
Alone I shiver in the dark night
Now too tired to scream or fight

Rate this:

you are the soothing hum the grass stains on my jeans the summer in my hair the color in my cheeks you are the the constant wave beating against my heart the warm honey on my lips the paint on my nails you are the perfect dance and a moonlit ride the sticky vanilla cream you are the flower in my palm the reason I smile the chills down my spine you are more than you’ll ever know you are the love of my life